Chapter 3*Kriks*

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"Since you two already know something, you're gonna write you're name here. Here is where the names of the people who knows something about the line and the wall. Its actually shocking you both just got in here and you already know something. Especially you mike" lucas said and I look at mike. He looked at me and smile. We write our name and saw ten more of names in here but one catch my attention because of  the name

'  Ashton Irwin '

3rd persons POV

'Ashton Irwin'  ash thought it feels like he knows about something about that name. He thought about that name for hours that he didn't notice that mike was staring at him

"Did you see it?" Ashton asked, he's curious about the wall, the names and where is the people in that wall.

"Do you mean the names?" Mike asked looking at ash

"Yeah, but theres something I saw, it says 'ashton Irwin'". Ash said. Mike look at him shock and said

"I saw one too, it says 'Michael clifford'? It feels that I know that name, you know?"

Ash just nod. Then  the  ground shake again then a loud shout that says 'kriks!'

The two both look of the camps and saw a guy holding a much younger one.

"What happened?" Lucas asked

The boy pant before speaking "the kr-kriks attacked Blu when we where at the walls"

" I-I cant leave him! His my best friend but I did what I need to do" the boy said while tears come out of his eyes. The younger boy who must be 'blu' look lifeless but he's eyes were open and you can see the fear in it.

"The kriks attacked again!"

" poor guy"

Other whispers began to fill the grid. Harold went with the two boys to the clinic like room. The other guys went back to their works but ash and mike stood still.

They were both curious about that 'kriks'. They're brains are both filled with questions. Its been 3 days when they came to the grid but it feels like they've been here for a year.

They look at each other  and at the same time they walk to their camp.

And with that their day passed by.

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